"We Are Just Friends"

• not your world anymore •

*play YouTube song while reading-*

*THREE WEEKS LATER*

-12:15 PM

"You wanna walk me to my car?"

German asked me before smacking my butt.

I shrugged and told him I would.

This is a first he has never asked me to do this before.

But whatever.

I was in my robe with a white shirt and shorts underneath.

We went outside and he grabbed my hand unexpectedly and leaned against his car door.

I furrowed my brows and smirked.

"Umm, what are you doing?"

"Just being romantic."

He said before joining his tongue with his lips.

"Oh.. Ok."

I tried to hide my face with my hair while looking down while smiling hardly.

"You know you like this. Why are you fighting it, hmm?"

He asked. While rubbing his thumb against my knuckles.

I lifted my eyes and couldn't help but smile.

German is a light skinned cutie with beautiful brown eyes. However, I am afraid. Afraid to let anyone else in.

I hate this attitude I have about myself. But, it's extremely hard to forget about my past.

I try to compare every man to Michael.

But there's not one. There is no man like Michael.

Maybe, not having another Michael would probably be the best thing for me.

They'd probably end up leaving me like he did.

German reached for my face and traced his thumb across my cheekbone.

I felt nothing. No butterflies. No heart race. It was nothing there.

"I've been knowing you for a year now. Why won't you let me take you out?"

I shrugged and looked down.

"I understand. I won't pressure you. I've gotta go now okay?"

"Okay."

He pinched my chin with his fingers and gave me a peck on the cheek.

I backed away so that he could get inside.

I looked over him and saw Michael.

He looked down and pretended to read the mail that was in his hand.

I smirked and folded my arms.